FIC: Bastard
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rugbytackleTitle: Bastard
Author: Thalassa
Rated: R
Archive: Rugbytackling, Green Opals
Warnings: Schmoop
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Sean grabs the phone before it can ring a second time, making sure not to awaken Evie, who was sleeping on his chest.
“Bean here.”
Viggo’s voice, soft and drowsy comforts him. “I miss you.”
Sean smiles. “Miss you too. What are you doing?”
“Just woke up, and I’m hard as a rock.”
Sean shifts under his sleeping daughter. “Er, Vig, Evie’s taking a nap on me at the moment. You might want to leave off on the descriptions.”
Viggo laughs then. “Or make them more descriptive. You just have to remember to be still.”
“Bastard.”
“But you love me.”
Author: Thalassa
Rated: R
Archive: Rugbytackling, Green Opals
Warnings: Schmoop
*****
Sean grabs the phone before it can ring a second time, making sure not to awaken Evie, who was sleeping on his chest.
“Bean here.”
Viggo’s voice, soft and drowsy comforts him. “I miss you.”
Sean smiles. “Miss you too. What are you doing?”
“Just woke up, and I’m hard as a rock.”
Sean shifts under his sleeping daughter. “Er, Vig, Evie’s taking a nap on me at the moment. You might want to leave off on the descriptions.”
Viggo laughs then. “Or make them more descriptive. You just have to remember to be still.”
“Bastard.”
“But you love me.”
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